It was that idea of waste that dominated my mind in a strange interview I had with Justin. For it became necessary for me to see Justin in order that we should stamp out the whispers against her that followed her death. He had made it seem an accidental death due to an overdose of the she employed, but he had not been able to altogether the beginnings of his divorce . There had been talk on the part of clerks and possible witnesses. But of all that I need not tell you here; what matters is that Justin and I could meet without or violence. I met a Justin grey-haired and it seemed to me shrunken, more than ever slow-speaking, with his habit of silences more marked and that dark scar spread beyond his brows.  
We had come to our parting, we had done our business with an affectation of emotiona............